Kate Collins has been ghosted.
She was supposed to be moving in with her new boyfriend Scott, but all she finds after relocating to Brighton is an empty flat. Scott has vanished. His possessions have all disappeared.
Except for his mobile phone.
Kate knows she shouldn’t hack into Scott’s phone. She shouldn’t look at his Tinder, his texts, his social media. But she can’t quite help herself.
That’s when the trouble starts. Strange, whispering phone calls from numbers she doesn’t recognise. Scratch marks on the door that she can’t explain.
And the growing feeling that she’s being watched . . .
I was probably the biggest fan in the world when it came to Jack Sparks so take it as read that when Ghoster dropped through my door it was, erm, read.
Shortly thereafter I locked my mobile phone in a cupboard and there it stayed until the random buzzing drove the rest of the household mad so I had to gingerly retrieve it.
Ghoster is a modern day tale of social media obsession and possession- it insightfully explores the realities of being electronically attached 24 hours a day then spins a cautionary tale of woe around it’s main protagonists.
Occasionally slightly nerve wracking, often downright disturbing and certainly one of those that creates the need to jump out of your skin every time you catch something from the corner of your eye, Ghoster is a brilliantly written, darkly ironic fable that will mean you sleep with the lights on.
Absolutely fantastic. Highly Recommended.